N Corp. Großhammer Meursault/Identity Story

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Speaker Dialogue
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The child was surrounded by people in thick suits of armor.
Each individual carried a large nail in one hand, and in the other was a hammer so massive that it almost seemed improbable to hold with a single grip.
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N Corp. Mittelhammer
Faithful Inquisitor
Hear me, Großhammer.
One of them approached the child to report…
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N Corp. Mittelhammer
Faithful Inquisitor
The shadows of heresy are no longer seen in this area.
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N Corp. Großhammer
Meursault
……
The child, referred to as a Großhammer, gently exhaled. His breath trembled ever so slightly.
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N Corp. Großhammer
Meursault
You may return now.
The child’s voice is always low and aloof.
His vocalizations were reflected by the mask that covers his face at all times, giving his voice a holy-sounding echo.
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N Corp. Mittelhammer
Faithful Inquisitor
What about you, Großhammer…
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N Corp. Großhammer
Meursault
I have a duty to see it to the end, for the One Who Grips has ordered it.
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N Corp. Mittelhammer
Faithful Inquisitor
If that is what the One Who Grips wishes.
Clatter, clatter.
All the others left the space, leaving the child alone in that corpse-littered corridor.
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N Corp. Großhammer
Meursault
Huff…
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The child removes his mask.
It revealed his concealed side.
A small mechanical device covers his mouth. Green tubes are eerily embedded in his skin.
Right, that gadget must belong to K Corp.
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N Corp. Großhammer
Meursault
My faith… is draining.
The child’s voice was now far shakier. It wasn’t brought about by fear or dread.
It’s a swelling, the struggle of something trying to break free.
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N Corp. Großhammer
Meursault
Ugh!
The tremble soon subsides, however.
It seems the child did something with the device about his mouth. The liquid in its tubes drained into it in an instant.
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N Corp. Großhammer
Meursault
I… am purity…
Clatter, clatter.
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N Corp. Großhammer
Meursault
A hammer… loyal to the One Who Grips…
The child wore his mask once again.
Thus, he walked away, muttering to himself.


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